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[Amer]

"Yeah, yeah, whatever."

"Kittypet!" Crowpaw spat. "Has anyone even told you the warrior code?! It says that a warrior rejects the soft life of a Kittypet, including their stupid neck ropes!"

"So, what! A collar doesn't make me a kittypet! It's all I have left of her, don't judge me for that. Surely if it was your mum you would have done the same?"

Crowpaw hissed, hackles flaring. He stood up, looming over the kit. "Yeah? Well I have nothing left of my mother, and I've dealt with it. So get rid of the stupid thing or we'll leave you here." He whipped around, chest aching at the mention of his mother. He went to the other side of Heronpaw, as far away from the kit as he could. He sunk to the ground, watching the kit with a glare.

"You have memories don't you! I barely have one! You're lucky to have known your mother! MINE IS DEAD AND SO IS YOURS! AT LEAST YOU HAVE A FATHER AND SIBLINGS!!!!" She glared at the tom and hissed, "Leave me then you fox heart, I don't care, the clans could die for all I care!"

Crowpaw hissed, unsheathing his claws. He dug them deep into the earth, eyes flashing with a violent glare. "Actually, I hardly knew my mother as well. She was killed when I was three moons old. My father is dead to. And I had no siblings!" He spat, ears pinned to the back of his head, lips drawn back in a snarl. "Some loyal clan cat you are!"

"How am I not loyal?!" Crowpaw snarled. "I hunt for my clan everyday, I help patrol, I pitch in! Unlike you, who just sits around all day doing nothing but eating and sleeping!"

"I won't judge you." Heronpaw mewed.








Heronpaw decided she didn't want to get into this argument.

Heronpaw laid down beside him and rested her tail along his back, "She's only a kit, she doesn't understand. She'll let it go when she's apprenticed."

Crowpaw muttered something along the lines of. "Traitorous Foxheart." Under his breath, looking out into the distance. "How are we ever going to do this journey?! We don't even know what we're looking for." He groaned, face planting his muzzle into the dirt.

"I understand but...you have to figure out where your loyalties lie. With us, or the kittypets."

"With you! You are my only real family anyway, even angry Crowpaw and snarky Coldshard. You're the only cats I'd ever risk my life for."

She nodded and stared at it. "Can I bury it? Since I never gave her a proper burial?"

(Sorry about my absence)
"Yeah, or burn it," Coldshard growled. *insert lots of other hate in the conversation*

Name: Skunkcloud
Age: 15 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior
Personality: He knows loyalty when it pertains to blood family and blood family alone. Distrustful of even his Clanmates, probably rightfully so. In his eyes, no one acts with selfless motives and should be accordingly regarded. Blunt and abrasive when addressed- brutally honest and sees no issue with it. He’s fine with taking advice, but he’s constructing an alternate plan all his own at the same time. He absolute cannot stand pathetic facades and cats themselves that exist under falsities. Once someone is uncovered as the liar or two-face they really are, he promptly discards them from his life and potentially life in totality. When needed, he kills guiltlessly with efficiency and without question.
Clan: ForestClan
Mentor/Apprentice: He is free.
Description: Muscular solid silver tom with abnormally excessive ankle fluff drooping down over his paws. Black fur just beneath his eyes that looks like running teardrops. The black stripe on his back streams down his flanks in ragged shreds.
History: Not too much. His parents were recently struck down by the illness and he grieved typically. Now his beloved sister’s got it and that’s what has struck desperate motivation in his heart.
Mate/Crush: None atm.
Kits: N/A
Parents: Clawtooth and Pebblestreak
Siblings: Cinderlight
Grandparents: Unremembered
Other Kin: He doesn’t care to keep track.
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: ForestClan's second one, just maybe. :3
Roleplay Example (Read rules first):
"Skunkcloud, just go.” The emaciated she-cat heaved a ragged sigh and turned to the wall, praying that her brother didn’t tune into her labored breathing and force them both back to square zero. “StarClan proclaimed it to you directly. You can’t stay here uselessly tending to me when you’re needed elsewhere. Stop stalling.”
"Cinderlight, no,” Skunkcloud protested, worming his way into her face once more.
He winced as she collapsed at his touch and let her head loll away from him. He could feel his heart drop hard in his chest as her dangerous condition yet again reiterated itself against his weak denial.
"Did you not hear just me?” Cinderlight abruptly jerked upward and staggered up to him. Skunkcloud winced as her foul breathe wafted into his nostrils. She hadn’t been able to keep food down in so long… too long…
“Go! Go!" Her paw flashed out to collide with his muzzle just before she fell to her belly, wheezing.
He moved forward, but was stopped in his tracks by her glare.
His fur ruffled and lifted, as if her pupils were seeping into his and poisoning his entire system with their jarring intensity.
“Dare remain here and I disown you as my brother.”
There was no mishearing the venomous threat in even her failing voice.
Skunkcloud wheeled out of the den and took off down the most questionable path of his life.
Other: It’s ya missing boi.
Username: HeavensHens88

(Eeeee)

 

[vachick15]

Crowpaw flexed his claws, digging them int the ground, tearing the grass and dirt. "You can't just try and grasp the little things. You have to take a step back and look at the bigger picture. It'll get you much farther. I doubt that flower means anything, if it did StarClan would've told us." He turned his head back to look at her, the tip of his tail flicking back and forth.

Heronpaw wanted to scream in frustration that none of them understood the strangeness of the flower, but she was grateful to be having a calm discussion without Crowpaw blowing up, so she went on evenly, "Well, let's look at the bigger picture, then. The prophecy says, '"Silver Circle, Ruler of Night. Approach it's might, and be given a cure, to make all cats pure. It resides where light hides, under the cloak of black and white." The moon is a silver circle. I've never heard of it happen, but what if we're looking for an herb that only grows under a certain phase of the moon?"

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

Heronpaw wanted to scream in frustration that none of them understood the strangeness of the flower, but she was grateful to be having a calm discussion without Crowpaw blowing up, so she went on evenly, "Well, let's look at the bigger picture, then. The prophecy says, '"Silver Circle, Ruler of Night. Approach it's might, and be given a cure, to make all cats pure. It resides where light hides, under the cloak of black and white." The moon is a silver circle. I've never heard of it happen, but what if we're looking for an herb that only grows under a certain phase of the moon?"

Crowpaw's tail thumped against the ground, eyes narrowing as if in deep thought. "But where light hides....." He drew off with a soft growl of seemingly frustration. "You have a point." He began at last, his narrow head tilted to the side slightly. "But it just doesn't line up. It says to 'approach it's might and be given a cure', therefore indicating someone or something would have to give it to us, right?" He drew in a breath, the sun slowly setting, casting golden glows across the land. The light glowered across Heronpaw's blue-gray, causing them to sparkle. "I mean, if that flower really is the cure, then it wouldn't be given to us, it would simply just be there and we would just pick it. I don't know. Maybe it's just me but it doesn't seem to line up correctly..."

 

[Amer]

Heronpaw wanted to scream in frustration that none of them understood the strangeness of the flower, but she was grateful to be having a calm discussion without Crowpaw blowing up, so she went on evenly, "Well, let's look at the bigger picture, then. The prophecy says, '"Silver Circle, Ruler of Night. Approach it's might, and be given a cure, to make all cats pure. It resides where light hides, under the cloak of black and white." The moon is a silver circle. I've never heard of it happen, but what if we're looking for an herb that only grows under a certain phase of the moon?"

"I just don't think the moon would affect things," Coldshard said. "Maybe something else circular? No, it has to do with the moon," he paced.
"I've seen it where the moon disappears, probably from Starclan, but it wasn't during a gathering," he continued.

Crowpaw's tail thumped against the ground, eyes narrowing as if in deep thought. "But where light hides....." He drew off with a soft growl of seemingly frustration. "You have a point." He began at last, his narrow head tilted to the side slightly. "But it just doesn't line up. It says to 'approach it's might and be given a cure', therefore indicating someone or something would have to give it to us, right?" He drew in a breath, the sun slowly setting, casting golden glows across the land. The light glowered across Heronpaw's blue-gray, causing them to sparkle. "I mean, if that flower really is the cure, then it wouldn't be given to us, it would simply just be there and we would just pick it. I don't know. Maybe it's just me but it doesn't seem to line up correctly..."

(Oh lol, I thought it was very very early in the morning like 4:00)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"I just don't think the moon would affect things," Coldshard said. "Maybe something else circular? No, it has to do with the moon," he paced.
"I've seen it where the moon disappears, probably from Starclan, but it wasn't during a gathering," he continued.

(Oh lol, I thought it was very very early in the morning like 4:00)

(Nope. I should have cleared things up after everything XD)

 

[vachick15]

Crowpaw's tail thumped against the ground, eyes narrowing as if in deep thought. "But where light hides....." He drew off with a soft growl of seemingly frustration. "You have a point." He began at last, his narrow head tilted to the side slightly. "But it just doesn't line up. It says to 'approach it's might and be given a cure', therefore indicating someone or something would have to give it to us, right?" He drew in a breath, the sun slowly setting, casting golden glows across the land. The light glowered across Heronpaw's blue-gray, causing them to sparkle. "I mean, if that flower really is the cure, then it wouldn't be given to us, it would simply just be there and we would just pick it. I don't know. Maybe it's just me but it doesn't seem to line up correctly..."

"Who or what would even give us a cure? Surely there aren't more Clans." Heronpaw asked, gazing at the beautiful colors that the sunset was creating.

"I just don't think the moon would affect things," Coldshard said. "Maybe something else circular? No, it has to do with the moon," he paced.
"I've seen it where the moon disappears, probably from Starclan, but it wasn't during a gathering," he continued.

(Oh lol, I thought it was very very early in the morning like 4:00)

Heronpaw nodded, "I've seen it, too. It seems to get smaller before it disappears, but it always come back again."
(Cats talking about astronomy lol)

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"Who or what would even give us a cure? Surely there aren't more Clans." Heronpaw asked, gazing at the beautiful colors that the sunset was creating.

Heronpaw nodded, "I've seen it, too. It seems to get smaller before it disappears, but it always come back again."
(Cats talking about astronomy lol)

(Lol)

"I don't know..." Crowpaw admitted. His gaze flickered around, and he paused for a moment, looking at the giant mountains looming in the distance. "What if its in the mountains?"

 

[Amer]

"Who or what would even give us a cure? Surely there aren't more Clans." Heronpaw asked, gazing at the beautiful colors that the sunset was creating.

Heronpaw nodded, "I've seen it, too. It seems to get smaller before it disappears, but it always come back again."
(Cats talking about astronomy lol)

"Well, I mean when it disappears in one night," Coldshard explained.

(Lol)

"I don't know..." Crowpaw admitted. His gaze flickered around, and he paused for a moment, looking at the giant mountains looming in the distance. "What if its in the mountains?"

"Nobody lives there," Coldshard said. "What in the mountains could be so important that Starclan had to drag us there to find it?"

 

[vachick15]

(Lol)

"I don't know..." Crowpaw admitted. His gaze flickered around, and he paused for a moment, looking at the giant mountains looming in the distance. "What if its in the mountains?"

"What could survive up there?" Heronpaw queried.

"Well, I mean when it disappears in one night," Coldshard explained.

"Nobody lives there," Coldshard said. "What in the mountains could be so important that Starclan had to drag us there to find it?"

"Oooh, I know what you mean." Heronpaw nodded.

 

[Cluckcluck1215]

"What could survive up there?" Heronpaw queried.

"Oooh, I know what you mean." Heronpaw nodded.

"Well, I mean when it disappears in one night," Coldshard explained.

"Nobody lives there," Coldshard said. "What in the mountains could be so important that Starclan had to drag us there to find it?"

Crowpaw tilted his head, studying the looming gray shapes of the mountains. "I dunno. It was just a guess." He shrugged, turning back to them. "It was just a thought."